I, the spiritual mentor of beautiful girls from all over the world

"She's gone mad! She's using a self-created incantation?!"

Professor Colbert's expression instantly turned serious. He could clearly feel an unprecedented, chaotic, and immense magical power churning wildly around Louise!

The way this magic flowed completely contradicted everything he knew about magic theory!

Louise was still singing, her voice trembling slightly from the surge of magic.

"A shattered balance, a hollow fulcrum!"

"In my name, Louise Francis, answer my prayer!"

"Cross the gate between fantasy and reality, descend here—"

"My holy, beautiful, and powerful familiar!"

The moment the last syllable fell, a sudden change occurred!

boom--! ! !

The expected explosion did not occur.

Instead, a terrifying and mind-blowing phenomenon that everyone will never forget!

Centered on Louise, no conventional magic circle appeared on the ground, but instead a deep, twisted, pitch-black void that seemed to devour all light!

At the edge of the void, countless incomprehensible, purplish-black runes flickered and vanished wildly, exuding an aura of ominousness and chaos!

"What is that?! That's not a standard summoning circle!" Professor Colbert's horrified voice was replaced by immense panic!

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible, enormous suction force came from the cavity!

The wind, dust, terrified screams of the students, and even the light itself in the square were all wildly swallowed up by that terrifying void!

At this moment, the world fell into a deathly silence!

After this extreme suppression comes the extreme explosion!

A magnificent beam of energy, indescribable in its blend of purple and white moonlight, suddenly shot up from the void, tearing through the clouds and soaring into the sky!

A violent energy storm swept across the entire square, cracking the hard stone slabs inch by inch. Students were blown about, staggering and covering their faces with their arms, their faces filled with fear and shock!

"My God... This is... This is something 'Louise Zero' could do?!"

Chuluk's smile froze completely on his face.

The beam of light came quickly and went quickly.

As the energy storm, comparable to a natural disaster, slowly subsided, everyone lowered their arms with lingering fear and looked towards the center of the arena, whereupon they were all stunned.

There was only a bottomless crater, blasted out there.

At the center of the giant crater, thick, lingering white smoke filled the air.

Just when everyone thought the summoning had failed again, only the scene was more spectacular—

A calm, slightly languid male voice, seemingly not belonging to this world, suddenly rang out clearly from the center of the thick smoke.

The sound wasn't loud, but it had a peculiar magnetism that easily pierced through the buzzing in everyone's ears.

"Yes, the entrance was a bit too loud, but it's still within acceptable limits."

The smoke slowly dissipated.

A tall, slender figure gradually came into focus.

The moment the figure was clearly seen, it was as if the air in the entire square had been sucked out.

Everyone's breath stopped at that moment.

In the crowd, Chuluk, who had just been mocking Louise, froze completely, his face, which always wore a charming and confident smile.

Her captivating, fiery red eyes were now uncontrollably and intently fixed on the man who had appeared after the smoke cleared.

She had seen countless nobles known for their handsome looks, and even at a banquet in the royal palace, she had personally seen the prince who was hailed as "the most handsome man on the continent".

But in front of that person, they were like fireflies compared to the bright moon, dim and without luster.

That's not just about being handsome.

It was a kind of "perfection" that transcended gender, race, and even aesthetic boundaries, striking straight to the soul.

It was as if the gods had used all the beauty in the world when they created him, and then meticulously sculpted him in the most perfect proportions.

For the first time, Chuluk's usually wild and unruly heart began to pound uncontrollably, and his cheeks flushed an abnormally hot temperature.

She subconsciously licked her dry lips, and the intense, possessive desire that belonged to a female hunter burned brighter than ever before in her eyes.

Louise, as the summoner, was completely blank in her mind.

Her beautiful peach-pink eyes were wide open, her small mouth slightly agape, as if she had completely lost the ability to think.

Last night, in despair, she prayed to the progenitor Brimmill, hoping to obtain a "holy, beautiful, and powerful" familiar.

"Powerful"—the earth-shattering commotion just now has already proven it.

And "sacred" and "beautiful"...

She looked at the man, who simply stood there quietly, wearing a simple, pure white shirt that she had never seen before, yet it was more sacred than any magnificent robe she had ever seen.

His handsome face, so strikingly beautiful, is the ultimate and undeniable interpretation of the word "beauty."

O progenitor... did you... did you really hear my prayer?

Did you really... bestow upon me a god who walks among men?!

At that moment, all the surrounding ridicule, all the gossip, and all the stares vanished completely from her world.

In her eyes and in her heart, there was only that man standing in the center of the giant pit, as if he were the center of the world.

He stood in the center of the catastrophic crater, yet his body was spotless.

His handsome face, which made all the men present feel ashamed, showed no panic, only a faint languor as if he had just woken up.

Those deep, obsidian-like eyes calmly swept over the chaotic scene and the stunned crowd, finally settling precisely on the pink-haired girl who was completely dumbfounded.

A slight smile played on his lips, forming a calm curve.

"So."

"You're the one who summoned me."

.......

Volume 1: School Festival

Chapter 35: The Kiss of the Contract, Offering My All

When the pillar of light, powerful enough to tear the sky apart, completely dissipated, the entire plaza of the Tristain Magic Academy fell into a deathly silence.

It was as if the world had been muted.

All eyes were fixed on the center of the bottomless crater created by the horrific explosion.

The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

A tall, slender figure stood there quietly and naturally.

The moment Louise saw the figure clearly, her mind went completely blank.

Her beautiful peach-pink eyes were wide open, her small mouth slightly agape, as if she had completely lost the ability to think.

Our progenitor...

Did you...did you really hear my prayer?

Did you really... bestow upon me a god who walks among men?!

At that moment, all the surrounding ridicule, all the gossip, and all the stares vanished completely from her world.

In her eyes and in her heart, there was only that man standing in the center of the giant pit, as if he were the center of the world.

He stood in the center of the catastrophic crater, yet his body was spotless.

His handsome face, which made all the men present feel ashamed, showed no panic, only a faint languor as if he had just woken up.

Those deep, obsidian-like eyes calmly swept over the chaotic scene and the stunned crowd, finally settling precisely on the pink-haired girl who was completely dumbfounded.

A slight smile played on his lips, forming a calm curve.

"So."

"You're the one who summoned me."

The voice, as if possessing magic, instantly snapped Louise out of her daze.

However, before she could react, after a brief, suffocating silence, a chorus of jeers swept across the entire square like a tidal wave!

"Hahahaha! A human! 'Louise Zero' actually summoned an unarmed human!"

"I thought it would be some powerful magical beast, but it's not even a low-level familiar! Summoning a slime would be stronger than this!"

"He's not just human, look at his attire! He doesn't even have a decent noble's outfit; he's clearly a commoner! A commoner familiar! Hahahaha!"

"As expected of you, Louise! You always manage to redefine our understanding of 'failure' in the most outrageous ways!"

In the crowd, the curvaceous, bright red-haired Chuluk laughed heartily. She lightly touched her luscious red lips with her bright red nail polish, and her eyes were filled with undisguised mockery and contempt as she looked at Louise.

"Oh my, Louise, you've really given us a wonderful surprise. I thought it would at least be a fire-breathing kitten."

These vicious and sarcastic words, like cold, sharp knives, pierced Louise's heart.

Her face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Those small hands, which always maintained an air of aristocratic dignity, were now gripping the wand tightly, the knuckles turning a sickly pale blue from excessive force.

But it wasn't resentment towards Lynn; it was a huge, deep-seated panic that almost drowned her!

Do not!

not like this!

He's not some weak human being! He's not some ordinary civilian either!

He is a gift from God who heard my prayers!

It was the only ray of light I grasped in the abyss of despair!

She is my most sacred, most beautiful, and most powerful familiar!

You bunch of fools, blinded by desire and prejudice, what right do you have to laugh at him!

How dare you defile him!

Louise screamed inwardly, wanting to rush forward like a cub protecting its food, using all her strength to refute.

But he found that his throat was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and he couldn't even utter the simplest syllable.

The overwhelming panic and helplessness made her feel cold all over, with her hands and feet icy cold.

She is afraid.

She feared that the ridicule of these people would tarnish the deity in her heart.

She feared that she, "Louise Zero," would become an indelible mark of "shame" on him.

Those beautiful peach-pink eyes, filled with immense grievance and resentment, uncontrollably became veiled with a thick mist, blurring the world before them.

Lynn, at the center of the storm, simply glanced around calmly, even somewhat boredly.

In his [emotional perception], the ball of light representing the pink-haired girl was flashing intensely at that moment.

It was a dazzling golden ball of light composed of "surprise," "admiration," and "ecstasy."

However, the surface of this ball of light was tightly enveloped by a thick layer of gray mist called "panic," "grievance," and "self-blame."

"Ah."

Lynn let out a soft, ambiguous laugh.

He ignored all the noise around him, took long strides, and walked out of the giant pit in a few steps, arriving in front of the pink-haired little girl who was about to cry.

Then, he turned around and used his tall figure to completely shield the girl behind him, facing the mockery and malice of the entire square alone.

He spoke slowly, in a flat, almost indifferent tone, as if stating an objective fact.

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.